Romeo, oh Romeo, where fore art thou Romeo?

Is he in the lake? In a tree?

By a city or under the snow?

I'll tell you-it doesn't matter to me!

Oh, what's in a name?

Always asked the same question, aimed like a blow,

(And I'll tell you-my mother's to blame!)

"Oh, Juliette? My, my-where's Romeo?"

OH MY GOSH PLEASE SHUT UP.

Stop acting like I need a boy!

I'm a girl, so of course I'll just drool over him like a droopy-eyed pup.

You're just sticking me with one, like I'm a toy.

Please, just let me be. 

I'm a girl, and I can live without love. 

I can survive without a Romeo, alone and free. 

Don't stick me in your stereotypical glove. 

I am perfectly happy, just as me.